Although Mober was desperate, but more importantly, he wanted to wake up his daughter. It was nothing wrong for his daughter to be smart, but this time it seemed that he had gotten into the horns and couldn't get out. He wanted to save his daughter, but in fact they all understood that in today's era, under the light of the Son of God, they had no choice but to escape.

Just like being possessed, her daughter is torturing herself, and also tortures the people who care about her.

In addition to Mober herself, there were also her mother and two brothers and sisters. Fortunately, Ning Caichen showed mercy and did not really drive Mober out all of her family. Otherwise, the people who wandered together at this time would probably not be their father and daughter.

It’s just a pity that Monica hasn’t come back to the realization yet.

Of course, Monica's experiences these days have been heard in Ning Caichen's ears. Bena is beside her who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos. How could she miss such a fun thing? So she stared at this incident and was as clear as she was about Monica's every move.

"Master, I've been looking for it for so many days. How hard it is. We have to help her. Give her a job. Benna really wants to know how beautiful Major Monica will look like a worker, and will she still be as arrogant as before?"

Alice, who was standing by, wanted to say something, but this time she didn't say anything. She had done it. Although she was not a vicious person, all her kindness and surname were exhausted. Monica's increasingly extreme mentality needs to be accepted by the cruelest training, otherwise she would never look back.

Alima was all right and hung up high. She leaned against Ning Caichen's arms like a bird. For her girl of this age, such a snuggle was very friendly and enjoyable, so several elder sisters indulged her and gave her such an opportunity to make her feel the deep love and care.

The young little fingers were scratching Ning Caichen's chest, teasing silently. Don't look at her youngest but the kind of sex between men and women, but it came very quickly, as if she had no restraint. Every night when it was her turn, she always fainted in the end.

But she just likes this feeling and is willing to die in this intoxication.

Ning Caichen looked at Benna, but his hand reached into the skirt of the little woman in his arms, kneading the girl's plump and perky **, nodded and said, "Then Benna will arrange it. Remember to arrange a very creative job for her. I believe that Monica's firm heart will definitely be able to complete it well."

Benna smiled like a devil in her eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, master, I will definitely not let you down."

Ai Lace basically did not participate in this matter, neither opposed nor supported her. She had her own things to do. Yes, she was recently responsible for the development and tracking of the Paris Peace Manor. Although there was old man Alice in charge and the cooperation of the Mod family, all major matters needed Ning Caichen to make a decision, and Ning Caichen gave the power to Ai Lace.

However, Ai Lace still obeyed the maid's rules and reported every major matter to Ning Caichen at night. After all, Ping'an Community was shrouded in the halo of the Son of God. That special surname cannot be copied, and no one except Ning Caichen can do it.

After another three days of hard work, Monica finally found a job that was willing to hire her when she was exhausted. Yes, it was an advertising company, and she needed to turn into a clown and spread thick leaflets on the street. Such heavy work was only eighty euros a day.

Monica never thought that one day she would do such a humble job, and grew up in the military camp from childhood, and seemed to have never been worried about money. She herself was a very weak person with material conditions. As a soldier, she only needed the least conditions to survive. In her closet, there was never a brightly colored dress.

This is the true nature of a soldier, but when the true nature of a soldier was completely abandoned, she found that she could also be so mean to survive.

Thinking of her arrogant heart when she insulted Alice, Monica covered her quilt and cried all night after finding a job. She didn't even tell her father, but said that she had found a job.

When he heard that his daughter had found a job, Mober's thin face shook slightly, and it seemed difficult to believe it. He knew very well that as long as the Son of God said a word, no one in Paris would hire them father and daughter, but now, the daughter has actually found a job.

Looking at my daughter's red eyes, it's not hard to imagine that this is definitely not a good job

But Mober didn't ask anything, but said softly: "Since you have found a job, do it well. This is your persistence."

Because of the chaos of the Dark Council in Paris, the suburbs were very chaotic, and most people dare not walk out of the city center at will. This is the scope of the control of the government and the military, which is relatively safe. So in this way, the city center is overcrowded. Of course, there is now a Western District, because the Western District is the area recaptured by the Son of God in the previous few days, and it is also the direction of the construction of Ping An Community.

In order to express the importance of the political axe, the president personally ordered the arrangement of heavy troops in the West District to prevent the dark council from making a comeback. Therefore, the residents in the city center can go to the West District to relax and enjoy the scenery outside.

And on the main road leading to the West District, when the traffic was so busy that it was covered with darkness for too long, the West District has now been unblocked, and many people want to go out for some breath. Of course, what is more important is to go and see the legendary Ping'an Manor Community, which is directly protected by the Son of God.

On that day, Monica had never worked so hard, not her body. With her physical fitness of special forces education, such weather did not look like anything, but the humiliation in her heart was just a bug, constantly chewing on her heart. No one would understand the pain except herself.

But for her father, for herself, she could escape from the city and the shadow of that man, she would accept such a job, otherwise she might starve to death tomorrow.

Holding a stack of thick advertising pictures in my arms, this is an aerial view of the effect of Ping'an Community. It looks very beautiful. Since the Dark Council caused trouble several months ago, all real estate in the city of Paris has stopped, but only Ping'an Community has been hyped up. Whenever I see this pattern, Monica's heart hurts even more when the words on it are mentioned.

Fortunately, the pattern of the clown on her face prevented her from being recognized. Otherwise, if her former acquaintance saw that she, as a special forces instructor, turned into a clown who distributes flyer advertisements, would have wanted to occupy the floor and make a living, she seemed to be silently changing.

Every time someone comes over, Monica will hand over a picture. She seems to be a little numb in this action. Some people take it, take it away, some people glance at it, throw it away, then pick it up, and give it to the next person. This is her job.

"Where is the advertisement for Ping'an Community? Does Ping'an Community still need advertisements?" After a leaflet was handed out, a scream sounded in his ears, making Monica a little familiar. It was rare to look up. Yes, it was a familiar face, and she would never forget Benna's charming and scratching face.

If she could, she wanted to cover her with a big ear. Yes, this woman made her hate her very much, even more so than Alice.

"Is that so? Is it a community protected by the owner? Sister, come here quickly. The manor in this community looks very beautiful. I wonder if it is exactly the same after it is built. If the owner leaves a set, they want to live there too?" Then it was Alimma. She shouted in surprise and called her sister Alix over.

Benna smiled and said, "As long as Alimma thinks, there is no problem at all. Isn't your father responsible now? If you say you keep one, the owner will definitely not have any objection. By the way, we have left a house in Ping'an Community in London, but it is not worse than here at all."

"It looks good, otherwise, let's go to the scene to see it. London and Paris will fly on both sides in the future. We need to prepare a few more accommodations so that the owner can live more comfortably." Christine walked over, glanced at Monica, the clown beside him, and smiled and said, "Lizzyma, look at this clown, so funny, she acted so well, much better than my acting skills."

Benna laughed and said with a joke: "Kristen, you're wrong. You're acting, but they're just like that. Look at him, from top to bottom, there's a clowny smell everywhere."

Monica stood there motionless, and at this moment, her heart seemed a little numb.

Alice, who had not spoken, seemed a little dissatisfied. She took her sister's hand and greeted, "Go to the community construction site to see it. My dad said that the construction has started now and the construction is being accelerated. Ai Lace has gone, and I believe it must be very lively there."

Everyone left, but Alima then ran back, handed Monica a hundred euros, and said, "Mr. Clown, you pretended to be so similar. This is a reward for you. I hope we will see you again next time."

Monica's heart was bleeding. Although she didn't know Alima in front of her, she knew that this was Alice's sister. Both of them became the maids of the man and used their bodies to vent their venting.

Although they look shameless, at this moment, the other party looks down at her. She is the clown. Everyone who walks by her will only envy them and the vanity in them, and will not see that although she is a clown, she has a pure and chaste heart.
Chapter completed!